I read somewhere that a quirk of memory causes it to reset when a person walks through a doorway. It’s not usually an issue for me since the things I need to do occur in one place or another. If I need to do something work related, I’m usually already at work. If it’s something at home, well, I’m usually home when it occurs to me. Rarely do I need to think about something at work that I’ll need to cover at home.<\/p>\n
But, we had a system that wasn’t behaving properly at work and my boss wanted me to test at home on my own network \u00a0– \u00a0we talked about it just before I left the office.<\/p>\n
And there are a lot of doors to go through to get outside. I made it through the first door, repeated the thing I needed to check out loud, then made it through the second door. By the third door, the memory had been blasted out of my head by a reset and I totally forgot about it.<\/p>\n
Until this morning. I was lying in bed, arguing with the clock about what time it really was, when the memory popped back up into my head. I drifted in and out of sleep, thrashing about in my head as I wrestled with that memory to keep it from slipping away.<\/p>\n
The alarm clock finally won and I got up and went right to the computer.<\/p>\n
Except the site I needed to check wouldn’t come up in IE. The site in this case being the University of Akron homepage. Bing just sat there like a lump and couldn’t even be bothered to give me an error message. Chrome and Google fared no better – it looked like we were down.<\/p>\n
I headed into work so I could check on things and report in. Home page still down, but so was the support site. And yahoo. And Google. It was the worst – the network was down.<\/p>\n
I verified that it was not just me and some network disrupting karma that I’d built up. \u00a0Nope, it was real.<\/p>\n
So, now, we wait for the network crew to get us back online. And for a web guy, that’s a quiet time. Nothing we can do to help – and not much we can do for work.<\/p>\n
And it feels odd. Like some internal organ that isn’t quite there, but you didn’t know you missed it until you needed that odd bit of food digested.<\/p>\n
Well, I could write. Except my favorite editor is online so I’m in notepad. I could listen to music, but youtube isn’t accessible. So, I’m listening to the same few songs I have saved on my machine.<\/p>\n
I can get to 3g on my phone, but I’m wary of network overages – and the Wifi is down.<\/p>\n
The computer center is un-naturally still and there’s a sort of hush over things – like the wake of a natural disaster as we wait for news of rescue or another aftershock.<\/p>\n
And it’s all so damn odd. I mean, really, humanity has existed for a very long time without a network.<\/p>\n
But for the web geeks, well, we might as well be banging rocks together.<\/p>\n
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In happier news, I started my Halloween costume construction in earnest last evening. It felt really good to see the shape in my head begin to have a physical reality. Kind of amazing, really, to be able to see something in the mind that doesn’t yet exist and then make it exist.<\/p>\n
I still have a long way to go, but the shape is there. This might be the last year of doing this – it’s a lot of work – but in any case I’m going to try and make it a good one.<\/p>\n
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Finally, a language lesson from my nieces. The oldest one came up with “focentrate” – a combination of focus and concentrate – a while back and used it again this past weekend. The younger invented “applecone” – her version of “pineapple”.<\/p>\n
Consider yourself educated.<\/p>\n
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And now we’re back up, so it’s time to get to work.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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